I had a job as QA supervisor at a printed circuit board manufacturer, which specialized in multilayers and small aspect ratios and other intricate set-ups. I was in charge of the lab, and we'd cross section boards and test areas built into the boards, after they were copper plated.
It was an amazing process, and an interesting place to work. Very precise specifications.
So I know copper up close and personal. I imagine working with it as art is really neat.
I had an old friend, he was old and died a couple years ago, who made sculptures out of any number of materials. My favorite was a fountain he made and had in his kitchen. Dozens of copper leaves that the water cascaded very slowly down. It was always so comforting.
I wonder what happened to that fountain. I wonder if the new homeowners kept it. It was also the only garage I'd ever seen with a basement. we'd walk around down there with him and he'd say "you like that? Take it." I didn't take much because I didn't want to be greedy. I sort of wish I'd taken more. He was a neat man. Curmudgeon. Funny. Wry. If he didn't like you, you'd know it. He had no filters.
So I can drift my thread all I want, eh?
